I open a restaurant in the martial arts world

Chapter 12
"This thing is called a tomato. I just asked a friend to bring it back to me from far away South America. If you have seen it, you will be damned." Xu Yang, who was in a good mood, explained casually.

Last night, he actually harvested 720 points of spicy value. He was still struggling with the value of spicy value before, how could he be unhappy? .

In addition to the young master in front of him, there are five injured guests who contributed [-] spicy points to him. Although he didn't make much money from those guys, the spicy points they contributed were rich. None can be bought.

Zhang Tianxiang was confused, tomato?What is that?How come you haven't even heard of it?And where is the South America mentioned by the black-hearted shopkeeper?

"I've never seen this thing before, shopkeeper, where is that South America? Why haven't I heard of this place name?" Zhang Tianxiang asked shamelessly.

Xu Yang stretched out his hand and pointed to the east in a serious manner, "Go straight from here to the East China Sea, take a boat and go south along the coastline to a place called Luzon, then turn around and sail southeast. After a few months, you It will be able to reach South America smoothly."

He is not talking nonsense with his eyes closed. This route is the circumnavigation route that Magellan took. Of course, if anyone really wants to follow the route he said, it is estimated that nine out of ten will sink into the Pacific Ocean to feed the bastard.

"Shopkeeper, this... Where did you hear all this?"

Although Zhang Tianxiang is not a learned person, he thinks that his vision is much better than that of Xu Yang who grew up in a small town, but now, he already wonders if he is too ignorant.

Xu Yang smiled and pointed to his head, "Scholars don't go out, they can know the affairs of the world, young people, if you don't understand you, read more books."

Zhang Tianxiang immediately covered his face and left, this unscrupulous shopkeeper is too irritating, what books do martial arts practitioners read?

He has been afraid of books since he was a child. As soon as he opened the book and saw the densely packed words on it, he immediately felt sleepy. For this reason, he was often beaten by his father.

Seeing the back of Zhang Tianxiang leaving in a hurry, Xu Yang smiled without saying a word, boy, do you want to fight with me?Still tender.

"Brother Yang, morning!" Xiaoyu and Erdan appeared outside the fence.

Xu Yang smiled and waved: "Little Yu'er, bastard, good morning!"

In the past few days, there should be a lot of business coming to the door, and Zhang Tianxiang's young master is not very reliable, so Xu Yang asked these two and a half young men to come over to help.

Xiaoyu took out a basket from behind, "Brother Yang, look, what did I bring you?"

Xu Yang took a closer look and saw a few eggs in the basket, he was a little puzzled and asked, "Little fish, what is this?"

"My mother asked me to bring it here. She said that you spend a lot of energy practicing martial arts, and these eggs will nourish your body." Xiaoyu replied with a smile.

Xu Yang was silent for a while, then smiled and waved to the two boys: "Come in and eat first, and thank you for me later!"

The relationship between neighbors in the town is so simple, if you treat her well, she will treat you better, Xu Yang knows how Xiaoyu's family treats him, so there is no need to say more words of gratitude.

After entering the store, Erdan saw that there was no one in the lobby, and asked, "Brother Yang, where are the guests who stayed in the store last night?"

"I left early in the morning!" Mentioning this matter, Xu Yang was still a little annoyed, those guys didn't even eat breakfast, and the genius left in the blink of an eye.

To be honest, if it wasn't for the fear of not being able to beat them, Xu Yang really wanted to force those injured guys to stay and help him earn more spicy points.

Hearing this, Zhang Tianxiang's mood immediately improved a lot. It turns out that all the customers have left. How can you, a black-hearted shopkeeper, make money?

When he was in a good mood, his appetite also improved. Zhang Tianxiang picked up the bowl and pulled the sliced ​​noodles in the bowl into his stomach.

As soon as the bowl was put down, Xu Yang said, "Hurry up and go back to the room to heal my injuries after eating."

As a businessman, what you pay attention to is to make the best use of everything. There are no customers in the store right now, so it's better to let this kid go back to the house to produce more spicy value.

"Good Le!"

The phrase "returning to the house to heal" is what Zhang Tianxiang wants to hear the most, because only in this way can he be lazy.

Near noon, the system notification that Xu Yang had been thinking about sounded again, 120 points of spicy value arrived, and Da Lang, who was healing upstairs, made a new contribution.

Seeing that the spicy value in the system officially broke through the [-] mark, Xu Yang was in a very happy mood. Finally, he got the kitchen utensil combination of a firewood-saving stove and a frying pan.

With this set of convenient tools, Xu Yang believes that relying on his own craftsmanship can create more surplus value.

At this time, a man and a woman walked in from the gate, and the clever little fish hurried up to meet them, "Guest officer, please come inside!"

The rather handsome young man threw his sword on the table, and shouted at Xiaoyu: "Xiao Er, hurry up and put a good tip on the pot!"

The little fish who went up to meet him was stunned for a moment, he was just called by Xu Yang to help out temporarily, who knows if there is such a thing as Maojian in the store, so the little fish could only turn to Xu Yang for help.

Xu Yang, who originally wanted to go to the kitchen to exchange the set of kitchen utensils, immediately stepped forward and replied: "Guest officer, there is no Maojian in the shop, why don't you make a pot of pure natural and pollution-free high-quality Mingqian high mountain old tea first? "

Although the guest in front of him exuded an aura of a local tyrant, but a small shop like Xu's Winery, which opened in a remote area, still wants Mao Jian?Do you want edamame?Uh... well, he doesn't even have edamame in his store, only half a bag of old tea leaves that his cheap daddy got from somewhere.

Pure natural and pollution-free high-quality Mingqian alpine old tea?This name sounds good, it seems to be a good thing, the young man's eyes light up.

"Then quickly bring us a pot, remember, you must serve the best!"

"Okay, sir, wait a moment!" Xu Yang replied with a bright face.

He dared to bet with the rusty kitchen knife in the kitchen that the guy in front of him was definitely a rich man.

After a while, Xu Yang personally brought up the brewed tea, "Guest officer, your tea is here, what else do you need?"

The young man looked at the blackened tea in the cup, and frowned slightly, "Shopkeeper, this is the old mountain tea that you mentioned... nothing?"

"Guest officer, that's right, this is the specialty of our Taiping Town, pure natural and pollution-free high-quality Mingqian high mountain old tea." Xu Yang replied without blushing.

The young man seemed a little skeptical, hesitated, and finally took a sip from his teacup.

With this mouthful, the rather handsome face of the young man suddenly wrinkled into an old orange peel.

Before he could open his mouth, Xu Yang immediately explained with a smile: "Guest officer, do you feel a little bitter? That's right, the old high mountain tea we drink has this kind of bitter taste."

(End of this chapter)